Never trust a man in a straw hat driving a 1926 Chevrolet
The dream seemed real enough at first, the guy in the straw hat with the 1926 Chevrolet could have been any classic car collector with his car at a car show. But then I asked him about his car and other cars he had. He said he collected military vehicles, and that the 1926 Chevrolet was just a magical car he’d picked up along the way. He invited me to take a closer look at the “Bugle Boy” horn on the side of that 1926 Chevy — that’s when the dream changed from plausible and plunged into surreal.
The Bugle Boy Horn
When I took a closer look, it sucked me through its coil.
I landed on a giant machine gun mounted in a 1952 Willy's M38 Jeep
Or perhaps I had been scaled down in comparison to the 50 caliber mount.
I could see my self hanging on one side.
Then the other side.
I swung my feet over to the pole that held the 50 cal.
And managed to climb down the ammo belt.
I jumped off the jeep, and turned around to face an angry looking Hummer. It's smooth looking, "No Hand Hold" tongue felt rough against my face. As I struggled to free myself from the surreal, and drag myself back to something real, I woke to Lola licking my face.